I've found that I use poetry to work through things that have been prickles, rather than full-blown crises in my life. I refer to it as Poetry-O-Therapy. Case in point is the poem I'm going to share with you today. A little background first: an acquaintance shared some rather disturbing news. This person's very public response, to what I thought was an intensely personal matter, disturbed me. I thought about it for several days, discussed it with a trusted friend, and still it bothered me, so, I decided to write.
At first I laid it all out--what I thought was wrong and why. It was a long rambling brain dump. I didn't want anyone to recognize the circumstances, and I certainly didn't want to make it any more public than it already was, so I rewrote it, and pared it down to very small poem. I took out all the particulars and employed a musical metaphor. Here's the result:
TroppoThe poem may not make a lick of sense to anyone but me, but it worked to relieve me of my negative feelings. I think that writing is a great way to stop and put things in perspective. I suppose it would be more accurate to call it therapeutic writing, but that sounds a bit too serious. If you've got something you need to work through, give poetry a try.
Her instrument unfinished
--never polished, never tuned.
It simply would not be played
More's the pity then--they
coaxed a whimper and thus
demanded it be orchestrated.
Note: troppo is a musical term, from the Italian, meaning "too much." © Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
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